He believed that Ye Feng would be terrified once he heard of the name of the Nanyang Holy Altar.
Night Wind remained calm, as if crushing an ant with ease.
"With this kind of strength, you dare to come out and cause trouble!"
"It's far inferior to that Blood Fiend Offering!"
What? Upon hearing this, the Southeast Asian masters surrounding Zakun were instantly dumbfounded!
Zakun's expression froze, his face filled with horror: "Yes, it was you who killed the Blood Fiend Elder?"
No! That's absolutely impossible!
Ye Feng must be in his early twenties, right?
Blood Fiend is at the peak of the ninth level of the Kaiyuan realm, and is even about to break through to the Qi Movement realm!
In the entire Dragon Kingdom, there are no more than a few dozen people who can reach this level!
Even in their own Nanyang Holy Altar, not many people have reached the ninth level of the Kaiyuan realm. How could he possibly be stronger than the Blood Fiend Offering?
Unless this kid is from an ancient martial arts family, it's absolutely impossible!
"The Nanyang Holy Altar openly challenges the majesty of the Chinese nation!"
"And he has repeatedly attacked my sister!"
"You deserve to die!"
The next second, Ye Feng's body shot out.
He unleashed a powerful punch, aiming straight for Zakun's head. Zakun hurriedly raised his hands to protect himself.
Ye Feng used only 70% of his strength in that punch.
Dealing with a Grandmaster at the seventh or eighth level of the Kaiyuan realm is more than enough!
"Snap!"
Zakun's arm was shattered by the night wind, and his hands were broken in two, a gruesome sight.
"Ah! My hand!"
"Stop him!"
"Stop him!" Zakun retreated repeatedly, his eyes turning ferocious.
Su Charlie was so frightened by the horrifying scene that he almost died of fright. He ran for his life!
The Chen family has a guy who's a hundred thousand times more terrifying than Chen Shou'an; he can kill a grandmaster with a single punch!
He's not even human!
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